#Dunkaerion 18+++
The cruel, unforgiving, sadistic prince Aerion seems calmer these days.
He seldom hits his maids, no longer breaks the bones of his guards for the smallest of mistakes. He has even given on up on tormenting the entire castle with his ridiculous demands. +
Sep 21, 2026 路 5:06 PM UTC
They wonder what鈥檚 the reason for it. It all began a few months ago when Aerion was assigned a new knight, Ser Duncan the Tall.
Nobody knows how he did it. But Prince Aerion behaves like a sweet nectar flower when Duncan is around. He鈥檚 still bratty and narcissistic, +
but not vain, not cruel anymore. He even blushes around the Knight. A pretty red adorning his cheeks.
But a prettier red is stamped on his buttocks. The shape of it resembling the large hands of a certain knight.
That red just becomes redder everytime Aerion misbehaves.
If +
you ask Duncan he鈥檒l tell you how easy it is to make Aerion behave.
He鈥檒l tell you of yesterday night, when after Aerion threw a cup at a maid for mixing moon tea in his wine. Duncan entered Aerion鈥檚 chambers when the castle was asleep. Aerion was waiting expectantly on the +
bed, dressed only in his undergarments. Legs split open, pussy dripping like a faucet from the anticipation of what Duncan would do to him.
Duncan stepped up to the edge of the bed, stripping out of his armour along the way.
He held one of Aerion鈥檚 legs and flipped him over, +
pushing his head down and raising his ass cheeks, without waiting a second, he struck a hand across the plumpy buttock, leaving an angry red print behind. Another hit came on the second buttock without a seconds delay. Aerion didn鈥檛 even get the time to moan out loud before the +
next hits kept coming. All he could do was cry and whimper. If anyone saw him right now they鈥檇 never believe that the haughty prince loves to be tamed like this.
When after 10 slaps on each buttock. He flipped him over again.
Aerion knew he wasn鈥檛 done yet when he +
spread his legs and exposed his pussy that was absolutely flowing right now.
The wetness pleased Duncan, Aerion could tell by the way his eyes became darker. The first hit landed straight on his engorged clit. It was surprising how the entire castle didn鈥檛 awaken from the +
scream he let out.
Duncan took his sweet time with the spanks on his pussy, fingering and licking him in between each hit. He did not know when the next spank would come and that made it all the more enthralling.
By the time the tenth and last spank was done, his lips below +
were absolutely swollen, redder than the blood he likes to spill so much. As swollen were the lips on his mouth from all the powerful kisses and bites Duncan gave him in between.
That swollen sensitive pussy felt like it was on fire when Duncan pushed his giant cock in. +
Aerion loved the burn, the fullness, the strech, the ache in his hole that was finally satisfied.
Duncan would stretch him out throughout the night. Giving him ravishing kisses. Pumping his cum into him till the wood in the hearth burnt down.
Thereafter till the morning , +
Duncan would cuddle him, massage his buttocks, litter peppy kisses across his skin, play with his nipples here and there, hum into his hair, gently finger him throughout and spread his cum around his folds as if it were a salve to heal the hurt there.
Aerion loved all of it +
so much. The hurt, the soothing, the raw masculine stern Duncan and the sweet gentle cuddly Duncan, he loves both of him so much.
He鈥檇 knowingly create chaos sometimes, with no real malice behind it whenever he wanted to experience this.
He鈥檇 behave even worse on the days he+
wanted to be tied up and used as Duncan wished, moaning till he lost his voice, crying till he couldn鈥檛 take it anymore and had to beg Duncan to stop.
Duncan would lovingly use him and then lovingly soothe him and hold him after.
He knew what Aerion wanted and was more than +
