Give me my name.” He hesitated, considering lying, but knew that would not be his brightest idea. “Skye,” he said simply, feeling a pang of regret for the ally who had gone out of their way to help him, but knew it had been inevitable as soon as Ariela knew of their existence. Ariela narrowed her eyes, “Who?” she shook her head, “You know, it doesn’t matter.” So, someone called Skye and of course, the Prince's former right-hand man, Atrin. She glanced down at Sophia. She already had both the names, not that Belind knew that. She thought for a moment about just leaving, throwing Sophia away and forgetting all about her, but the girl had been such a bitch. “Quit being so shy, Belind,” she commanded and he hesitated again, glancing at his once sister. “But…” Ariela smirked and moved her hand, emerald mist swirling around Sophia as she started to move, her eyes going wide with surprise. She moved with grace and fluidity, crawling across the floor to the foot of Belind’s bed. “But nothing, Belind, how is she going to suck your cock when you’re all covered up?” Ariela asked casually, smirking as her magic manipulated the former Princess, her mouth opening invitingly, her tongue poking out. Belind opened his mouth, momentarily lost for words as he looked between the two, between his former and current tormentors. Then he nodded, casting the sheets aside to reveal his body, lithe interracial and feminine, hairless and smooth, skin unblemished, his own manhood around average, soft between his thighs as he moved towards the edge of the bed, towards the beautiful Sophia, knelt waiting for him. “Come on Sophia, get to work,” Ariela said brightly and Belind bit his lip, thighs either side of the girl's head as she leaned in, tears staining her delicate cheeks, eyes squeezed shut as she began to kiss at his soft length, waking it and drawing little moans from Belind cumshot as he leaned back watching her work. His cock, so often ignored began to pulse and throb, swelling and rising to meet the softness of her kisses, the warmth of her breath against his sensitive skin enticing as she opened her eyes, looking up at him with hatred, but he just smiled and shrugged a little. She sank down, taking the tip of his length between her plush lips, the head of his cock encapsulated in the wet warmth of her waiting mouth, Belind arching his back in satisfaction, biting his lower lip as he all but melted to the pleasure and taboo nature of her punishment. “Oooh that teen feels so good…” he moaned out and Ariela grinned, enjoying his sensual movements, hands grasping the bedsheets, back bent, head lolling backwards, “It’s a little weird how quiet she is though, ah, not that I’m, ah! Complaining.” Ariela pursed her lips a little, but couldn’t really disagree, Sophia, entirely against her will began to moan like a street slut around Belind’s cock, her lips rolling down his length, letting it press further into her mouth, sucking on it like she craved his seed, her tongue swirling over the tip, maximising her pleasure, using methods and tricks to heighten his pleasure that she didn’t even know existed. Ariela moved behind Sophia and sank to her knees, leaning in close, her full breasts pressing to the girls back as she rested her chin on her shoulder making Sophia push forward, suppressing her gag reflex to take Belinds cock into her throat, drawing another moan from Belind, whispering in her ear quiet enough that Belind didn’t hear her, “You’ll never be mine, you little bitch, Belind is mine. You’ll never hurt him again. That’s for my pleasure, not yours.” She reached around as tears freely swept across Sophia’s cheeks, feeling her dress melt away in a glow of emerald mist, Ariela’s hands cupping her full breasts and squeezing roughly, pinching her nipples blowjob hard between finger and thumb. Pain jolted through her body, but she could only moan in pleasure as she drew her lips back Hardcore up Belind’s now slick cock, focusing on the tip. Helpless to Ariela and her whims she felt her own hands dip down, caressing her smooth mound, stroking herself, forced to pleasure herself, betrayed by her own body. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Ariela whispered, kissing the girl's ear, biting gently, leaving little purple stains from her lipstick, “Playing with yourself as you suck his cock… What did you think would happen? Really? That you’d come here? Instill your will and become a Queen? Please. One was a guy sat at an cumshot angle to us and I’m sure that he could see our bare legs. She got a mug out of the cabinet, and just as she started pouring herself some coffee the doorbell rang. I tweaked the one in my hand a little harder and heard her sharp intake of breath. Jill orgasmed five or six time then she realizes the big one was coming and quickly. "That was payback... “Test the mettle of your sword against my shadows.” Discipline! She felt so Hardcore naughty! The first thing I must do, is cancel the bookings we’ve still got, we can’t give them the guarantee they’re asking me for that we will honour them. I wish I didn't need this power to have interracial this strength, but I did. We went shopping for her clothes blowjob on Thursday and I made sure that she got clothes that I liked. “I guess I was wrong teen about you being old enough to enjoy some naughty fun, like I just described.