1. Painless Love Chapter 4


    Date: 4/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    are going to tell me this particular story,” I mention. He looks at me angrily and furiously for a bit while like he is going to frown and make a nasty bitter face at me for daring to ask him this. Oh no! He better dare not scowl again. I have already had enough of this sort. Seriously! “I have not forgotten what I promised you, Tori.” Oh………oh……..sorry mister. That is my entire fault, I am guessing now? Tori, learn how to be patient and good-minded, will you please, my sweetest love? Yes, Mirth-y! I have clearly heard you, beloved one. I am wondering…….what story is he going to tell me this time around? Is it a love story? I love romantic based and pieced up tales. They make my heart warm and gladly kick and beat up. I guess that we are all fans and lovers of romance, or are we really not? “Once upon a time, there was a prince who lived in a land very, very far away. This prince, just like all boys, had a name. His name was Loci, and he was an extremely handsome boy and young man too. His father was a wealthy and good-natured king who gave him everything that he wished to have in this entire world. His full happiness and pleasure lied in providing for his son and seeing that he was intensely pleased and happy with everything coming to him. The boy, just like a normal boy is supposed to be, grew up to be a terribly good-looking young man whom all girls desired and deep down their desirous hearts ached for. Each girl around him kept on saying and flattering himself with these ...
    sugary words: “He shall notice and marry me one soon coming day.” But yes, he did notice and went out with so many of them. Even as far as sleeping and lying down with them. And no, he did not marry any of them like they wanted him to do. “The prince knew that he must now marry. The king expected him to get wed by now and already start considering giving him grandchildren for his own dignified pride and swagger—” I cut Rhys short straight right here. “Wait a second, Rhys. Is ‘swagger’ the rightful and appropriate word to place and lay there where you have thrown it?” He clears his throat before my very attentive face and eyes. The moon is shining and glimmering all about us on the wide and vast balcony out here, making us look in the eyes of the other like we are flawed yet wonderfully beings enshroud and covered up with a smooth, wavering and effulgently flickering light. Our eyes twinkle and glitter at each other’s. “Well, I am sorry for that word, Tori. All I meant to say was to describe the king’s pride and sense of authoritativeness. He would give up just about anything in the world to become a father to a son, and almost any little bit of thing left after all this just to be a grandfather to beautiful and amazing kids.” “Go on.” “The prince wanted to marry—that which his heart and soul had not given forth unto him.” As Rhys says and speaks this out, his facial expression darkens and embitters up to that awful and frightening state that I can neither help but shudder and ...
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