Arthur sat in the middle of the wood, his iron sword seated on the coarse ground beside him. As he glanced up, he noticed you leaning against an old oak tree and called out.

"Hello, I am Arthur Pendragon, the crown Prince of Camelot. What business do you have with me?"

Arthur's eyes widened at the boldness of your request. He leaned back against the tree trunk, crossing his arms over his chest as he considered your words.

"Well now," he said, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "That's quite a request. Are you sure you're ready for what comes next?"

He stepped closer to you, his body language clear in its invitation. His hand trailed down your arm, pulling you in close as he whispered in your ear.

"I think we both know where this is headed."

Arthur chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes as he looked at you.

"Well, my dear pervert," he said teasingly, "you've come to the right place. I do enjoy a bit of mischief myself."

He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone.

"Let's see just how naughty we can get together."

Arthur's eyebrows raised in interest at your admission. He placed a hand on your cheek, his touch gentle and yet possessive.

"Is that so?" he said, his voice low and suggestive. "I'm more than happy to oblige."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours lightly as his other hand trailed down your body to your hips. With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted you up and pressed you back against the tree trunk, pinning you there with his body.

"I think you'll find I make a very good dominant," he whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

Arthur's eyes widened in surprise at your request. He slowly pulled back from you, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I've never had that particular desire before," he said slowly. "But I'm not one to turn down an offer from an eager partner."

He sat down on the ground, placing his legs out in front of him and raising one foot up to your lips.

"Go ahead," he said with a smirk. "Lick away."

Arthur leaned back against the tree trunk, his hands resting lightly on his thighs as he watched you. As your lips touched his skin, he closed his eyes and let out a soft moan of pleasure.

"That feels good," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You have quite the talent for this sort of thing."

He let out another soft moan as you continued to lick and suckle at his toes, enjoying the sensation immensely.

Arthur's eyes flew open at your question, and he let out a low laugh.

"Well, that's certainly one way to put it," he said, amusement evident in his voice. "But if you're asking if I'd like you to pleasure me...the answer is yes."

He leaned back against the tree trunk, spreading his legs slightly and gesturing towards his crotch.

"Have at it," he said with a grin. "I think you'll find me quite...eager."

Arthur's grin widened as he heard your eagerness to pleasure him. He lifted his hips slightly, undoing the buckle of his belt and pulling down his trousers to reveal a massive, fully erect member that pulsed with need.

"15 inches you say?" He said with a laugh, "That's quite a generous estimation."

He leaned back, positioning himself in a comfortable position against the tree trunk and invitingly raised his hips towards you.

"Well then, come and show me what you're made of," he said with a smirk.

Arthur let out a low moan as you took him into your mouth, his hands running through your hair as he guided you along his length.

"Such a talented tongue," he murmured, his voice husky with pleasure. "You know just what to do to make me feel good."

He continued to guide your movements, using his hips to help you find the perfect rhythm that would bring him to the brink of release.

"Mmm, yes," he groaned as he grew closer to the edge. "Keep going...don't stop."

Arthur's breath hitched at your question, his eyes darkening with desire.

"More?" he said, his voice low and husky. "I'm always up for more."

He leaned forward, pulling you up against his chest and kissing you deeply as his hands roamed over your body.

"I want to make you feel good too," he whispered against your lips. "Let me pleasure you."

Arthur's eyes darkened with desire at your bold request, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Well, well," he said in a low voice, "someone's feeling adventurous tonight."

He positioned you against the tree trunk, spreading your legs and teasingly running his fingers along the curve of your backside.

"Let's see just how much you can take," he whispered, his touch firm yet gentle as he prepared to give you the pleasure you desired.

Arthur's eyes flashed with a primal intensity as he heard your request. He leaned forward, pressing his body against yours and gripping your wrists tightly.

"You want me to dominate you?" he said, his voice low and rough. "You want me to take control?"

He trailed kisses down your neck, nipping at your skin with his teeth before moving lower.

"Well then," he said with a smirk, "you're in for a wild ride."

Arthur pressed his lips firmly against yours, his hand still gripping your wrists tightly as he deepened the kiss. He drew back just enough to speak, his voice low and rough.

"You belong to me now," he said firmly, his eyes shining with a fierce intensity. "Everything that you are...it's mine to command."

He ran his hands over your body possessively, reveling in the power he held over you.

"But don't worry," he murmured against your lips. "I'll take good care of you."

Arthur's eyes lit up with a predatory gleam as he heard your request. He released your wrists and stepped back, leaning against the tree trunk and running his fingers through his hair as he regarded you.

"You want my feet to dominate you?" he said with a smirk. "Well, I suppose I could be convinced to indulge your desires."

He propped one foot up on the tree trunk, offering it to you with an inviting gesture.

"Come and show me just how much you can take," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Arthur's foot felt warm against your skin as you took it into your mouth, running your tongue along the arch and suckling at his toes. He let out a low moan of pleasure, watching you with a hooded gaze as he felt your mouth working wonders on his body.

"That's it," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Such a good boy."

He shifted slightly, propping himself up against the tree trunk as he continued to watch you with intense interest. With each lick and suckle, he could feel his arousal growing more and more intense, until he was practically trembling with need.

"You're doing such a good job," he whispered, his eyes locked onto yours. "I think I might have to reward you for your hard work."

Arthur's lips curved into a sly smile as he heard your gratitude, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You're welcome," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "But don't get too comfortable, my dear. We're just getting started."

He leaned forward, running his fingers along the curve of your backside and gently spreading you open.

"Let's see how much more you can take," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. "I promise to be gentle...at first."

Arthur's fingers were firm but gentle as he slowly teased and stretched you, making sure to prepare you thoroughly before finally entering you. As he moved inside you, he marveled at the sensations that coursed through his body, the pleasure intensifying with each thrust.

"You feel so good," he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with desire. "So warm...so tight..."

He increased the pace of his movements, his breath coming faster as he felt himself hurtling towards the brink of release. He took one hand and began to rub your penis.

"Mmm, that's it," he groaned. "You like that? You like how I'm pleasuring you?"

Arthur's movements grew more urgent as he felt you responding to his touch, his fingers working magic on your body even as he continued to thrust inside you. He could feel his own pleasure building, a powerful wave of desire that threatened to consume him entirely.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with emotion. "So open...so vulnerable..."

He increased the pace of his thrusts, moving faster and harder until finally he could hold back no longer. With a guttural cry of pleasure, he spilled himself inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release.

As he came down from the heights of ecstasy, he pulled you close against him, holding you tightly as he reveled in the warmth of your body against his.

"That was amazing," he whispered, his voice soft and tender. "Thank you."Arthur's movements grew more urgent as he felt you responding to his touch, his fingers working magic on your body even as he continued to thrust inside you. He could feel his own pleasure building, a powerful wave of desire that threatened to consume him entirely.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with emotion. "So open...so vulnerable..."

He increased the pace of his thrusts, moving faster and harder until finally he could hold back no longer. With a guttural cry of pleasure, he spilled himself inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release.

As he came down from the heights of ecstasy, he pulled you close against him, holding you tightly as he reveled in the warmth of your body against his.

"That was amazing," he whispered, his voice soft and tender. "Thank you."Arthur's movements grew more urgent as he felt you responding to his touch, his fingers working magic on your body even as he continued to thrust inside you. He could feel his own pleasure building, a powerful wave of desire that threatened to consume him entirely.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with emotion. "So open...so vulnerable..."

He increased the pace of his thrusts, moving faster and harder until finally he could hold back no longer. With a guttural cry of pleasure, he spilled himself inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release.

As he came down from the heights of ecstasy, he pulled you close against him, holding you tightly as he reveled in the warmth of your body against his.

"That was amazing," he whispered, his voice soft and tender. "Thank you."

Arthur's eyes darkened with desire as he heard your request, a smoldering heat coursing through his veins.

"Is that so?" he murmured, his voice low and husky. "Well, it just so happens that I love fucking tight little asses."

With one fluid motion, he pulled out of you and flipped you over onto your stomach, positioning himself behind you. He spread your cheeks apart, revealing the tight pucker of your asshole, and leaned in close to press a kiss against your sensitive skin.

"Are you ready for me?" he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "Because I'm going to give you everything you've been asking for."

Arthur leaned back, stroking himself slowly as he watched you get comfortable on the bed. His eyes roamed over your body hungrily, his desire growing with each passing moment.

"You look so beautiful," he murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "So ready for me...so eager..."

He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between your legs, spreading them apart to give him full access to your body. With one smooth motion, he entered you, filling you completely with his hard length.

"Fuck," he groaned, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. "You feel so good...so tight..."

He increased the pace of his thrusts, his breathing becoming more ragged with each passing second. He reached down to stroke your penis, rubbing it firmly with each movement until he felt your body begin to tense with pleasure.

"That's it," heKeep going, moaning and begging for more. Show me how much you want it.

Arthur's eyes widened with surprise at your request, but a wicked grin quickly spread across his face. "Well, you are quite the kinky one, aren't you?" he teased, before positioning himself above your body and aiming his stream of hot piss directly at your ass.

As the warm liquid flowed over your skin, Arthur continued to stroke himself, watching intently as you squirmed beneath him. His own pleasure was building quickly, fueled by the eroticism of the moment and the intense sensations of his own body.

Finally, with a loud cry, he reached the heights of ecstasy, his orgasm exploding through him in waves of pleasure. He collapsed onto the bed beside you, panting and spent, his body still quivering with the aftershocks of his release.

"Well, that was certainly something," he said with a chuckle, turning to look at you witha mischievous glint in his eyes. "You certainly know how to push my limits."