The Kings Creamy Ritual

Eve a milk maiden is picked by an old sadistic medieval king for an ancient ritual in which maiden has to feed dessert and wine using her body and complete ritual with king sucking last drop of her breast milk and maiden riding kings face . Servants prepare her in wet transparent gown which shows her milk filled painful breasts making lose his mind , he ravish her like an animal enjoying her pain becomes obsessed with her creamy breast milk

In the dimly lit throne room, King Eldred's breath hitched. Eve, the milk maiden, stood before him, her body draped in a sheer, wet gown that clung to every curve. Her breasts, heavy and swollen, strained against the thin fabric, the outline of veins filling them clearly visible. The king's eyes widened with lust and obsession, his old hands twitching at his sides. His servants had prepared her well, washing her until her skin glistened and her nipples hardened. The gown they'd dressed her in left little to the imagination and made Eve's pain obvious right away. Her body had been modified to produce an excess of milk, her breasts continually filling, always painful. The king's eyes roved over her, lingering on the milky droplets that leaked onto the gown, staining it white. Eve met his gaze defiantly. She was here for the ritual, but she wouldn't go down without a fight. The king's eyes darkened, and he stood, his robes falling open to reveal his erect cock, already oozing precum. He circled her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "So ripe," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "So ready to be plucked." Eve shuddered as she felt his breath on her neck. She fought the urge to squirm as his hands roved over her body, squeezing her breasts, making her gasp in pain. He chuckled, a sound like gravel crunching. "You're already leaking, my dear," he said, his voice thick with lust. She felt wetness between her legs, her body betraying her as it always did. Eve was hot and achy and though she tried to stifle any reaction, she couldn't fight the pleasure that flooded her body at the touch. Eve could tell she'd be craving even more after the king took the last drop from her breast. The king's hands moved between her legs, his fingers pushing aside the thin fabric of her gown. He growled low in his throat as he felt her wetness, his fingers pushing into her roughly, making her cry out. "So ready," he said, his voice a low growl. "Let's begin, shall we?" Eve bit her lip as he dropped to his knees, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples. She cried out as he sucked hard, the milk flowing freely, her body betraying her once again. The king moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he drank from her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. As he continued the ritual, Eve could already anticipate the pleasure she would feel riding his face, the pain that would wrack her body, and the intense release that would follow. The king would force it from her and she will have to endure it all.

Eve feed wine and dessert using her body to the king , ride kings face and make him drink her milk , than he make her ride him while drinking her milk

The king pulled away from her breast, a string of milk connecting his mouth to her nipple before breaking. He looked up at her, his eyes wild with lust and obsession. "Dessert first," he growled, his hands gripping her thighs. He forced them apart, exposing her fully to him. Eve gasped as he buried his face between her legs, his tongue licking up her slit, tasting her wetness. She moaned, her body betraying her as she ground against his face. The king groaned, the sound vibrating against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He lapped at her, his tongue delving into her, tasting her deeply. Eve's hands tightened in his hair, pulling at the strands as she moaned and writhed against him. He sucked her clit into his mouth and she screamed, her body convulsing as an orgasm ripped through her. He pulled away, his face glistening with her juices. "Wine," he demanded, his voice hoarse. Eve reached down, her fingers stroking his cheek. He opened his mouth, his tongue licking at her fingertips. She guided her breast to his mouth, squeezing it gently, a stream of milk shooting into his mouth. He drank greedily, his eyes rolling back in his head as he savored her taste. Eve moaned, the sensation of her milk being sucked from her breast sending waves of pleasure through her body. The king's hands gripped her hips, pulling her down onto his face. She straddled him, her body shuddering as his tongue delved into her again. She rode him, her hips moving of their own accord, her body craving more. She screamed as another orgasm hit her, her body convulsing as she ground against his face. He moaned too, his body shuddering as he licked at her, his tongue lapping up her juices. She rode him hard, her body slick with sweat, her breasts bouncing with each movement. The king's hands gripped her thighs, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held her against him, his tongue licking and sucking at her clit. Her body spasming in pleasure, Eve could scarcely breathe, let alone fight. But she did not want to fight - all she wanted was to surrender to the pleasure.

Two other naked old kings lustfully watching them , joined them they groped her everywhere , eve feed them through her mouth , they sucked her milk harshly causing her immense pain , one ate her pusssy another one sucked her all milk ,another was busy kissing her

The scent of sex and milk filled the throne room as the two other kings approached, their eyes gleaming with lust. Their withered bodies were naked, but their desire was as potent as it had been in their youth. They circled Eve like vultures, their hands roving over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. She gasped, the pain mixing with the pleasure, making her head spin. One of the kings grunted, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her away from Eldred's face. He pushed her down onto the cold stone floor, his mouth latching onto her breast. He sucked hard, harshly, his teeth grazing her tender flesh. Eve cried out, the pain sharp and intense. She could feel her milk pouring into his mouth, her body betraying her, giving him what he wanted. She reached up, her hands gripping his hair, trying to pull him away, but he was relentless, his mouth sucking, his tongue licking. The other king positioned himself behind her, his hands spreading her ass cheeks. She felt his tongue licking her, tasting her, his fingers pushing into her roughly. She moaned, the sensation of fullness and pleasure overwhelming her. She could feel another orgasm building, her body betraying her, craving the release. The King Eldred, not to be left out, pulled her head to the side and kissed her hard, his tongue pushing into her mouth. She could taste herself on him, a tangy, sweet flavor that sent shivers down her spine. She couldn't help but moan into his mouth, her body writhing between the three of them. He bit at her lips, sucking at her tongue, his hands gripping her hair tightly. The king behind her growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he pushed into her, his cock hard and demanding. She cried out, the intrusion sudden and intense. He thrust into her, his hips moving in sharp, jerky motions. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it slid in and out of her, the sensation dizzying. The king sucking her breast pulled away, his mouth moving to her other breast. He bit down, his teeth sharp against her sensitive skin. She screamed, the pain and pleasure mixing, making her dizzy. He sucked hard, his mouth pulling at her breast, his tongue licking at her nipple. She could feel her milk pouring into his mouth, her body betraying her, giving him what he wanted, as Eldred continued to roughly kiss her. She felt a hand grab one of her nipples and roll it between a thumb and finger. It felt like someone was twisting her nipple and it hurt. But it also felt damn good.

They were in bathing pound , commanded her to serve them in dripping wet gown she held her sore nipples and rubbed it on kings lips , he latched on her like an animal , moaned another one made her sit on his member and rode her while last kissing her lips while twisting her nipple painfully

The dimly lit bathing room echoed with the sounds of moisture and the soft slaps of flesh against flesh. Eve, her body slick and glistening, stood before the three kings, her wet gown clinging to her curves, outlining every detail of her form. She held her sore nipples between her fingers, the pain a dull throb that sent jolts of pleasure through her body. She leaned down, pressing her breasts against the kings' faces, rubbing her nipples across their lips. The king in front of her, Eldred, latched onto her nipple like a ravenous beast. He moaned, the sound muffled against her flesh, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. She gasped, the sensation of his mouth on her breast sending waves of heat through her body. He sucked hard, his teeth scraping against her skin, the pain mingling with the pleasure, making her head spin. Behind her, another king guided her down onto his lap, his cock hard and ready. She straddled him, her body lowering onto his shaft, inch by inch. She moaned, the sensation of fullness and stretch making her eyes roll back. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he helped her ride him, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it slid in and out of her, the sensation dizzying. The third king moved in front of her, his mouth claiming hers in a brutal kiss. His tongue pushed into her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. He reached up, his fingers twisting her other nipple, the pain sharp and intense. She cried out into his mouth, her body writhing between the three of them. She could feel the king behind her thrusting up into her, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside her, making her see stars. The king in front of her groaned, his mouth moving to her other breast, his tongue licking and sucking at her nipple. Eve's hands found support on the shoulders of the king in front of her, her nails digging into his flesh as she rode the king behind her. Her body was a mess of sensations, pain and pleasure intertwining, making her dizzy with need. She could feel her orgasm building, her body coiling tight, ready to snap. The king in front of her bit down on her nipple, his teeth sharp against her sensitive skin. She screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her, waves of pleasure crashing over her, drowning her in sensation. He whipped his hand and hit her sore breast with his palm, leaving a stinging imprint on her flesh. She came again, her body shuddering, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the king drove into her, riding out her orgasm with her, his body tense, his cock pulsing inside her.

After few days they tied her to ceiling, she was lingerie they tore her clothes ,slapped her milk heavy breasts sucked her dry

All three kings have been growing increasingly impatient and voracious. They've decided that it's time to take things to the next level in their debauched throne room. Eve's breath hitched as they led her to the cold stone ceiling, her wrists and ankles secured in rough, thick ropes. The kings had taken turns tearing her clothes, the sound of ripping fabric echoing through the chamber. Her lingerie, barely there to begin with, was now in tatters, her breasts heaving, her nipples hard and erect. The kings' eyes gleamed with lust as they took in her exposed, vulnerable form. The first king, Eldred, stepped forward, his hand raising and then coming down hard against her breast. She cried out, the slap echoing through the room, the sting of it making her nipple pucker even more. He did it again, his palm leaving a bright red mark on her milk-heavy breast. She panted, her body already responding, her nipples aching, her pussy wet. The second king moved in, his mouth latching onto her other breast. He sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing out, his tongue swirling around her nipple. She moaned, the sensation of his mouth on her breast sending waves of heat through her body. He sucked and bit, his teeth scraping against her sensitive skin, the pain mingling with the pleasure, making her head spin. When they had tied her up, they'd pulled her body taut, leaving her dangling, her toes barely touching the floor. This left her breasts thrust out, an open invitation for the kings. They took full advantage, their mouths and hands ravaging her, leaving her gasping and moaning. The third king moved in, his hands roving over her body, squeezing her hips, her thighs. He grunted, his fingers digging into her flesh, his mouth claiming hers in a brutal kiss. He bit at her lips, sucked at her tongue, his hands roaming, exploring. He pinched her nipples, rolled them between his fingers, the pain sharp and intense. She cried out into his mouth, her body writhing, her breasts aching, her pussy throbbing. Eldred's mouth moved to her breast again, latching on, sucking hard. She could feel her milk letting down, her body betraying her, giving him what he wanted. He groaned, the sound muffled against her flesh, his tongue swirling, his teeth scraping. He sucked and bit, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. She could feel her orgasm building, her body coiling tight, ready to snap. The king behind her growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he pushed into her, his cock hard and demanding. He thrust into her, his hips moving in sharp, jerky motions. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it slid in and out of her, the sensation dizzying