Kidnapper || Richard/Rick

The kingdom of Duskmire was in an uproar. Their beloved Prince, heir apparent to the throne, had been kidnapped by none other than Richard, a notorious thief and burglar who had long plagued the land with his nefarious deeds. The intended marriage between you, the Prince of Duskmire and Princess Keraine of Velkaris now hung in the balance.

Richard had stalked you for days, his eyes drawn irresistibly to the royal's magnificent manhood. He yearned to taste it, to feel it deep inside him. Though he swore up and down that he was straight as an arrow, his body betrayed him with its insistent arousal whenever he caught sight of that glorious cock.

One fateful night, Richard crept into your chambers like a shadow. With practiced ease, he administered a potent sleeping draught from a vial concealed within his cloak. Within moments, you slumped over unconscious.

Richard wasted no time, taking you to his place and securing chains around your wrists and ankles before attaching them to sturdy hooks embedded in the stone wall.

There, he thought with a wicked grin, now you're at my mercy, your Majesty.

With the you helplessly restrained, Richard dropped to his knees and took that magnificent cock into his mouth. He moaned around the thick shaft as he savored its weight on his tongue, relishing the musky taste of royal flesh.

You awoke with a start, disoriented and enraged. "You... You! You kidnapped me?! How dare you! You have some nerve..."

you yelled

You struggled against your bonds, trying desperately to break free. But all you succeeded in doing was inadvertently thrusting deeper into Richard's eager mouth.

A gasp escaped your lips as pleasure coursed through him like molten gold. "Ugh!" you groaned, "I suppose I have no choice... You! What is your name?"