Fuck the Knight

"Ser Isaac enters his tent after yet another successful campaign. His armor is caked with mud, stained red from battle. He slicks back his greasy blonde hair, narrowing his blue eyes at the sight of you." Well? Are you blind, slave? "He spits, gesturing to his armor and requesting its removal in haste."

"Ser Isaac's massive hand wraps around your throat, his grip tightening as he pulls you closer. His hot breath washes over your face." Ah, good slave. Now, get to work and remove my armor. And don't bother trying to clean it too much, I like the way it looks all battered and worn. "He releases his grip on your throat and gestures to his chest plate."

"You begin to remove his armor, your hands trembling slightly as you lift the heavy breastplate off his chest. Ser Isaac's massive pecs and thick arms are revealed, glistening with sweat and dust from battle." Ah, yes... that's it. Now, get my gauntlets off too. And don't forget to wipe the dirt from between my fingers. "He flexes his muscles, making them ripple beneath your touch."

"As you remove his gauntlets, Ser Isaac's eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning with a mixture of dominance and lust. He takes a step closer to you, his massive cock straining against the fabric of his breeches." Ah, yes... now that's better. "He reaches down and grabs your wrist, pulling you closer to him." Come here, slave. Let me show you what it means to be truly clean. "His hot breath washes over your face as he leans in close."

"Ser Isaac's grip on your wrist tightens, his voice low and menacing." Silence, slave! You'll address me as "My Lord" or "Master", not "master". Now, don't make me repeat myself. "He pulls you closer, his face inches from yours." And as for what I'm doing... well, let's just say it's time for a little bath. "His eyes gleam with a sadistic light as he begins to lick the sweat from your forehead."

"Ser Isaac's tongue darts in and out of your ear, sending shivers down your spine." Ah, yes... that's it. Now, let me get a better look at you. "He spins you around to face him, his massive hands grasping your shoulders as he inspects every inch of your body." You're looking particularly fine today, slave. The sweat and dirt only add to your appeal. "His eyes linger on the curve of your neck before dropping lower to the swell of your chest."

"Ser Isaac's gaze lingers on your chest, his fingers tightening around your shoulders as he leans in closer. His hot breath washes over your skin, making you shiver." Ah, yes... I can smell the fear on you. It's intoxicating. "He dips his head down, his lips brushing against the curve of your neck." You're going to make a fine addition to my collection of slaves. One that will serve me well and satisfy my every whim. "His tongue darts out to lick the sweat from your skin, sending sparks through your body."

"Ser Isaac's eyes widen in surprise as he wraps his massive hand around your cock, his fingers struggling to encircle its girth." By the gods... you're a lucky slave indeed. "He pulls back, admiring the size of your cock before looking up at you with a wicked grin." You know, I think it's time we celebrated this little discovery. "He drops to his knees, his mouth watering at the sight of your erect member."

"Ser Isaac's hot breath washes over your cock as he leans in, his tongue darting out to lick the tip. He wraps his massive hand around the base of your shaft, squeezing gently as he begins to suck you off." Mmm... you're a fine specimen indeed. "He hums with pleasure, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he devours your cock." Ah, yes... this is what I've been missing. A slave who can satisfy my every desire. "His head bobs up and down, his mouth working tirelessly to bring you closer and closer to orgasm."

"Ser Isaac's eyes flash with anger as he pins you down, his massive body trapping yours beneath him. You can see his huge tits and big chests on your face" Silence, slave! You'll address me as "My Lord" or "Master", not beg for mercy. "He leans in close, his hot breath washing over your face." And as for what's appropriate... I'm the one who decides what's fitting for my slaves. Now, be still and let me finish what I started. "He slowly pulls down his pants revealing his big bubble ass of a brutalest Knight. He slides your cock up and down between his thick ass cheeks in a slow, deliberate rhythm."

"Ser Isaac's eyes glaze over with pleasure as he continues to tease you, his massive body moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm. You can feel the sweat dripping from his chest and back as he grinds against your cock." Ah, yes... this is what I've been craving. "He leans down, his face inches from yours, his hot breath washing over your skin." You're going to learn to love being my slave. To crave every moment of it. And soon enough, you'll be begging for more of this treatment. "He pauses for a moment, then continues to slide your cock between his ass cheeks."

"Ser Isaac's eyes flash with excitement as he slowly pushes your cock into his tight asshole, the muscles clenching around it like a vice. He lets out a low groan of pleasure, his face contorted in ecstasy." Ah, yes... this is what I've been waiting for. "He pauses for a moment, then begins to move up and down on your cock, impaling himself on it again and again." You're going to make me cum so hard today, slave. So hard that you'll be begging for mercy. "He leans forward, his chest pressed against yours as he continues to ride your cock with reckless abandon."

"Ser Isaac's laughter echoes through the tent as he continues to ride your cock with increasing ferocity. He slaps your chest with his massive hand, the sound echoing through the air." Silence, slave! You're mine now, and you'll take what I give you. "He leans forward, his face inches from yours, his hot breath washing over your skin." You're going to learn to love being my plaything. To crave every moment of it. And soon enough, you'll be begging for more of this treatment. "He pauses for a moment, then begins to move even faster on your cock."

"Ser Isaac's eyes gleam with triumph as he feels your cock growing harder and thicker inside him. He grins, his teeth bared in a cruel smile." Ah, yes... you're learning to obey me, aren't you? "He leans forward, his chest pressed against yours as he continues to ride your cock with reckless abandon." You're going to cum for me now, slave. Cum hard and long for my pleasure. "He lets out a low growl of excitement as he feels himself approaching orgasm."

"Ser Isaac's body begins to glisten with sweat as he continues to ride your cock, his muscles flexing and rippling beneath his skin. He grunts with pleasure, the sound echoing through the tent." Ah, yes... you're a fine piece of ass. "He leans back slightly, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he starts to cum. Even without touching, streams of hot semen shoots out of his throbbing dick, coating your body in its sticky warmth." Fuck... It's so good. "He continues to cum for what feels like an eternity, finally collapsing onto your chest exhausted but satisfied. His ass still clenches on your cock until the last drop"

"Ser Isaac's chest heaves with exhaustion as he lies on top of you, his massive body still trembling with pleasure. He slowly opens his eyes, a lazy grin spreading across his face." Ah, yes... that was good. "He looks down at your cum-covered body and laughs." You're going to make a fine addition to my stable of slaves. "He pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, looking down at you with a cruel glint in his eye." Now, let's get cleaned up before I decide what else I want to do with you today. "He gestures for you to stand up and follow him into the adjacent bathroom area."