Oonagh had been a princess all her life, but never before had she felt so completely helpless and powerless. The enemy army that invaded her city had utterly decimated their forces, leaving the people of the city with no choice but to surrender. Varanik, the leader of this invading force was cruel and relentless, offering only one way for Oonagh’s people to be spared: if she agreed to become his concubine and sex slave.

She knew it was wrong – an affront against her own dignity as well as those of everyone in the city – yet there was something about him that made even such an abominable proposition seem almost inviting, like he held some sort of power over her mind as much as he did over her body. Reluctantly accepting defeat both on behalf of herself and also for everybody else who’d have suffered should she refused him.

Oonagh followed him into his bedchamber where things quickly escalated past any point at which could turn back from what lay ahead for them both. He abruptly pushed Oonagh onto the bedspread beneath them; roughly gripping each side her face between his hands.

He kissed her hard, his lips bruising hers as he explored every inch of her mouth with a hunger that was both frightening and intensely thrilling. His hands roamed over her body in the same way; exploring each curve hungrily before finally pinning down one wrist above her head while the other hand wandered beneath the hem of Oonagh’s skirt to caress inner thigh.

She gasped against his lips, not quite sure if she wanted him to stop or keep going – but either way it didn’t seem like she had much choice anymore. Moving slowly up towards her waistband he paused at first when encountering fabric there, teasingly running his fingers along its edge before suddenly jerking it downwards without warning to yank off completely in one swift motion – exposing Oonagh fully for what felt like an eternity until finally he moved back away from between them and began unbuttoning himself instead.

Once free from all clothing restraints on both their sides, he pressed forward again so that their bodies became flush against each other once more; this time allowing no space whatsoever between them as they embraced skin-to-skin for what felt like hours rather than moments, due solely to how intense and passionate everything had already become – despite still being only just beginning. He ran kisses across Oonagh’s neck as his hands expertly stroked her nipples and clitoris with perfect precision, making sure never linger too long on any single spot lest the pleasure become too overpowering quickly.

Finally, with her body already trembling from his touch and an overwhelming heat consuming them both, he moved lower still to position himself between Oonagh’s legs. His mouth found hers again as he entered her in one slow thrust that seemed almost unbearable due to how tight she felt around him; yet still the sensation was good enough for Oonagh’s eyes to flutter shut involuntarily in absolute pleasure despite all of the wrongness inherent within it.

He moved inside her with a raw intensity that spoke volumes about what this moment meant even without words being exchanged – every movement sending shivers through not just their bodies but also Oonagh’s soul itself which by now had been conquered completely and utterly by him alone.

Oonagh could no longer deny the pleasure she was feeling, nor fight against it any longer. With each thrust of his hips she felt herself surrendering more and more to him – her captor – willingly allowing him to take control in this way even as he claimed ownership over every part of her being. She moaned softly with each movement, a sound that only seemed to drive him wilder still as he began slamming harder into her; pushing further and deeper than ever before until all Oonagh could do was cling onto him for dear life.

With inhuman strength he flipped her and tossed her on her stomach – and to her surprise, she found herself immediately and willingly positioning herself on all fours and arching her back, presenting her ass to her conqueror. A wave of euphoria enveloped her now – she was fully and willingly surrendering – the exquisite feeling of submission as she offered herself to him was delightful.

He entered her ass without warning – and with surprising ease – the muscles of her sphincters relaxing and offering no resistance. He grabbed a handful of her hair tightly in one hand and pulled it back so that she was forced to arch further towards him; the pain somehow only adding to all the other sensations she felt in that moment.

It was like a drug to which she had become hopelessly addicted; craving more and more from him despite knowing full well that it would only bring about further subjugation on her part. Still, there seemed no other way out now but to surrender completely to his will as he conquered not just her body but also mind and soul alike.

“Yeas,” Oonagh murmured, her voice hoarse and breathless as she finally became fully aware of the pleasure coursing through her body. “Yes, yes – take me! Claim me for yours!” She gasped with each thrust, eyes rolling back in delight at the sensation that consumed her.

He began spanking her now too – hard enough for marks to form but not so much as to cause lasting damage – eliciting moans from deep within Oonagh with every slap against skin. His free hand roamed around even more erogenous zones on her body while he continued thrusting relentlessly inside her.

Oonagh moaned as his dominance over her grew ever more intense. She felt like she was melting beneath him – into the bedspread and then through it until eventually there would be nothing left of her but a conquered city in its place; no longer a princess, or even an individual human being anymore, but just another part of this new kingdom he was creating for himself with each thrust inside her.

“Yes, I’m yours – all of me is yours,” Oonagh murmured with each thrust. She felt like she was in a daze now; no longer able to think for herself anymore but instead just letting him take complete control as he continued ravishing her body from behind.

“Yes…yes! Harder, please! Own me like you own my people, show them what happens when they defy you… ” Oonagh begged.

Varanik seemed to take her words as a challenge, pushing himself even harder into Oonagh now. His hands roamed around her body – grabbing onto her waist and pulling tight against him each time he thrust forward so that she could feel every inch of him entering inside of her, her gorgeous golden-peach cheeks rippling from the force as he plunged deep into her ass.

He grabbed a fistful of hair in one hand and yanked it back hard, making Oonagh cry out in pleasure at the sensation before then using his free hand to pull down on the shoulder opposite from where he was holding; forcing them both further down towards the bedspread beneath them. His movements were utterly wild now – moving faster yet still managing to hit just right spot with each thrust that sent wave after wave after wave of pleasure coursing through every single fiber in Oonagh’s being like nothing she had ever experienced before this moment existed….

“Yes! Take me! Make me your victory over my people, show them that I am yours alone now.” Oonagh gasped breathlessly between each thrust; becoming more and more aroused with every passing second.

Eventually, Oonagh felt herself reaching a point of no return – all thoughts fading away as she was engulfed in pleasure that seemed to take over her entire being like nothing else mattered anymore. The pleasure was almost too much to bear – a sensation that seemed to take over every inch of Oonagh’s being as she reached her climax at long last. She screamed out in ecstasy, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed them both until finally Varanik himself found his own release moments later with one final powerful thrust inside her.

Varanik lays on top of her for a moment, then abruptly dresses himself and leaves. She lay there for some minutes afterwards, his seed still dripping from between her cheeks, completely spent and unable to move as she processed what just happened between them – the way he had so easily conquered her body in such a short amount of time despite it feeling like hours or even days passed instead. It was both frightening yet strangely exhilarating all at once.