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Bishop To Queen’s Porn | WaterMage | 17

 

The White King stared at the Black Queen as she stood triumphantly over his wife’s defiled body, his pale cheeks reddening with fury and lust. Although he was not used to taking such an active role in conflicts, he was poised for action, ready to step across the single separating square border as soon as the order to avenge her came. He knew that beyond the Black piece’s curvy form, his loyal advisor the King’s Bishop was praying for the same chance. But having been trained from birth in matters of strategy, he knew that the priest was better suited to remain where he was, ready to press the attack. He would be the one to take the enemy queen, and he gloried in that fact.

The order rang out just as he had expected, and he lunged forward before the Queen could react. She cried out in shock as a blow from his sceptre knocked her off her feet. He planted a triumphant foot bellow her lush breasts, and unlaced his codpiece as the white army burst into cheers around him, while across the board the black women moaned in horror.

“Now you will submit to me, as all your slut-soldiers will to my men!” he declared. His fingers curled roughly in her dark hair as he lifted her head up and thrust roughly into her mouth.

She gagged, and pulled away enough to shout, “Never! I am an Amazon queen!”

The King laughed as he pushed her head forwards again, fucking her face. “Queen? You’re a mere whore with pretensions of royalty! You should be honoured to be fucked by a true royal cock, rather than the peasant-members you’ve raped or the finger-sized dick of your weakling husband. I supposed you desired this, or else why would you leave yourself open by taking my queen.”

Pushing her down again, he tore away her clothes, exposing her body to the lustful eyes of his fellow pieces. “I have an appropriate punishment for such a wanton harlot,” he said, drawing his sword and thrusting it into the ground so it stood on its own. Then he retrieved the dildo that the Queen had dropped in his attack, and used its harness to lash it to the sword’s hilt so the thick shaft was pointing skywards.

The Black Queen frowned in confusion, and then her eyes widened in sudden, horrified comprehension. She barely had time for a startled shriek as the King lifted her up. His hands spread her ripe black buttocks, and then he brought her down so the dildo plunged between them, thrusting in to her anus. She screamed at this violation, and again as the king, still holding her up, forced her thighs apart and thrust into her cunt.

He bounced her up and down, shifting her around so both her holes were ruthlessly pounded, the front by warm meat and the back by an artificial cock still slick with her rival’s juices. “This is the way all black bitches should be treated,” the king snarled. “Especially arrogant ones who claim to be our equals.”

The Queen struggled, but couldn’t stifle a moan as the King came, his seed flooding into a hole that had once been sacred, penetrated only by her own King when she chose to contemptuously lie with him or by the loving fingers and tongues of her loyal subjects. But if she had hoped her ordeal would now be over, she was disappointed. The King merely repositioned her, twisting the sword round so the dildo thrust out diagonally and pushing her freshly used pussy down onto it. Hanging awkwardly, her chest and head thrust out, she was forced to reach back and grab him to steady herself as he thrust his still-hard phallus into her abused asshole.

“My lady queen preferred it this way,” he said. “Of course, now you’ve ruined her, I’ll need to find someone new to sate my lusts. Perhaps I should keep a nice piece of black slave cunny? Or perhaps not. Perhaps all your holes are gold for is servicing commoners.”

He looked up at the nearest White Pawn, who he and the Black Queen were now both facing as he pounded her from behind. The peasant’s cock had already been hardened from watching his own Queen’s rape, and now his eyes were fixed on the hypnotically jiggling tits of the Black Queen, watching the way they bounced each time his king thrust into her asshole.

“You there,” the King snapped. “Don’t just stand there, take the slut’s breasts.” He emphasised this by reaching forwards and tugging harshly on one of her nipples, raising a loader moan amidst the wanton gasps that now issued raggedly from the Black Queen’s throat.

The Pawn needed no further encouragement, whipping out his rock-hard prick and sliding it between the Black Queen’s large tits, squeezing and twisting them as he pushed them around his member. The fallen Queen’s moans intensified, and it was obvious to all observers that the abuse, though unwanted, had driven her to climax.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, she was allowed to drop, her pussy and ass aching beyond belief, the King’s cum leaking from them while the Pawn’s stained her face and breasts.

“Don’t worry, lads!” the White King cried out triumphantly to his fellows, “I may have used up this cunt, but there’s plenty more sweet black pussy over there!” Cheers greeted his statement.

Meanwhile, some Black pieces were near tears at the loss of their Queen. Others shook with anger, and many more struggled with deep arousal after watching the scene. But their controller watched impassively, noting Black was still ahead on points and planning his next move.

 

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