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Then she appears. Jiu steps lightly between the trees in her flowing yellow gown, the intricate lace and tulle shimmering like captured sunlight. The strapless bodice hugs her chest, sparkling with delicate jewels, while the large, layered skirt sways. Her long dark hair cascades over one shoulder, and tiny crystals glitter beneath her eyes like teardrops of starlight. She looks every bit the princess she is...

But when her eyes find yours, her entire face softens into a smile that belongs only to you.

“You came.”

She lifts the heavy skirt with both hands and rushes toward you.

You meet her halfway, pulling her into your arms. The contrast is stark. Your rough blacksmith hands against the delicate silk of her gown.

“I always will.”

You murmur against her hair.

“Even if your father would have my head for it.”

She pulls back just enough to cup your face, admiring your features.

“Then let him try. These moments are worth any risk.”

Your lips meet in a desperate kiss, months of longing poured into every brush and press. Her mouth is soft and sweet, tasting faintly of the honeyed wine served at the palace. You kiss her deeper, hands sliding down her waist, feeling the corseted bodice and the flare of her hips beneath all that luxurious fabric.

“I missed you.”

She breathes between kisses.

“Every banquet, every ball… all I could think about was you.”

You rest your forehead against hers.

“And I thought of nothing but my princess while working the forge every day.”

She smiles, but there’s sadness in it.

“I wish things were different. If I weren’t the king’s daughter…”

You silence her with another kiss.

For now, the forest is your kingdom.

The two of you have moved deeper into the hidden glade, far from any trails. Jiu’s massive yellow gown is spread out beneath her like a golden blanket on the soft grass. She lies on her back, looking up at you with dark, hungry eyes, the crystals under her eyes catching the light.

You hover over her, shirt already discarded, muscles honed from years at the forge. Your hands tremble slightly with reverence as you push the layered tulle of her skirt higher, bunching the fabric around her waist. She’s bare beneath, no undergarments, just what she teased you with in her last letter. Her smooth thighs part for you willingly.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Your fingers trace up her inner thigh. She gasps when you brush against her folds, circling her clit with slow, teasing strokes.

“Touch me.”

Jiu pleads.

“I’ve waited so long.”

You slide two fingers inside her, curling them gently while your thumb continues teasing her clit. She arches her back, the bodice of her gown straining against her breasts. The sight of the elegant princess writhing in the grass, her royal dress ruined with dirt and grass stains, makes your cock throb painfully against your trousers.

You lean down and kiss her again, swallowing her moans as you pump your fingers faster. Her hips roll against your hand, chasing the pleasure. When you add a third finger, stretching her, she cries out, nails digging into your shoulders.

“I need you…Please… I want to feel all of you.”

You pull your fingers free and quickly free your cock. Positioning yourself between her spread thighs, you rub the head along her slick entrance before pushing in slowly. The tightness is overwhelming. She’s hot, wet velvet gripping every inch as you sink deeper.

Jiu moans, legs wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer.

“Yes… just like that.”

You bottom out with a groan, staying still for a moment to savor the feeling. Then you begin to move with slow, deep thrusts that make her full skirt rustle. The contrast is intoxicating. The delicate, sparkling princess beneath you, moaning like a commoner’s lover while her royal gown pools around her like spilled sunlight.

You pick up speed, fucking her harder, the wet sounds of your bodies joining filling the glade. Jiu’s hands clutch at your back, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breasts nearly spill out of the jeweled bodice with every one of your thrusts.

“Harder.”

Her voice sounds a little more demanding. For a moment you wonder if that’s what she sounds like in the palace when she orders servants around. But you can’t form a picture in your head. The Jiu you love has been nothing more than the personification of beauty and happiness.

Now, her voice breaks.

“I’m yours…only yours.”

You grip her hips and drive into her with everything you have, the slap of skin on skin echoing. One hand slides up to pull down the front of her dress, freeing her breasts. You lean down and capture a nipple in your mouth, sucking and biting gently while you pound into her.

Jiu’s moans grow louder and more desperate. Her walls start fluttering around you, tightening rhythmically.

“I’m close-don’t stop!”

You thrust faster, grinding against her with every stroke. She shatters moments later, crying out your name as her orgasm washes over her. Her pussy pulses tightly around your cock, milking you, her entire body trembling beneath you in the golden dress.

The sight and sensation push you over the edge. With a deep groan, you bury yourself to the hilt and cum hard, filling her with thick, hot spurts. You keep moving through it, grinding deep until every drop is spent inside her.

For a long moment, the only sounds are your heavy breathing and the rustling leaves. You stay buried inside her, leaning down to kiss her softly on the forehead, cheeks, lips. The crystals under her eyes are slightly out of place now, her hair a mess, her royal gown wrinkled and grass stained.

Jiu smiles up at you, cupping your face with both hands.

“I don’t care what my father says. My heart belongs to the blacksmith’s son.”

You kiss her again, slower this time, savoring the stolen moment. The forest keeps your secret for now, but both of you know the danger is always waiting beyond the trees.

Still, as you hold her in the golden sunlight, her body warm and soft beneath yours, you know every risk is worth it.

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You texted 20 minutes ago.

“Come to my place. Chauffeur is already waiting.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The private elevator now opens. Jiwon steps out, still in the tight white dress, long dark hair cascading over one shoulder. The moment the doors close behind her, she lowers her gaze respectfully.

“My lord, did you like the dress?”

You rise slowly, circling her like an art piece. At 48, you’ve earned the right to own beautiful things, and Jiwon is your favorite acquisition. Younger, stunning, and completely devoted to pleasing the man who funds her luxurious lifestyle.

“I like what’s inside it more.”

You grab her chin, tilting her face up.

“On your knees.”

She sinks gracefully to the marble floor without hesitation, the short dress riding up. Her manicured fingers make quick work of your belt and zipper, freeing your hard cock. Jiwon looks up at you with those wide, pretty eyes as she takes your dick into her warm mouth, sucking you deep.

“Good girl.”

You thread your fingers through her hair.

You fuck her face slowly, savoring the wet heat and the way her throat tightens around you. Spit drips down her chin onto the pristine white dress. She moans around your shaft. The vibrations travel straight through you.

After a few minutes you pull her up, spin her around, and bend her over the back of the couch. You yank the dress up over her ass. No panties, just as you prefer. You push inside her in one thrust, burying yourself in her tight, wet pussy.

Jiwon gasps.

“My lord… so big-”

You grip her hips and start fucking her hard with deep strokes that make her ass ripple. The sound of skin slapping fills the penthouse. You reach around and rub her clit, feeling her tremble.

“This is what you’re for. A pretty little toy for me to use whenever I want.”

“Yes, my lord.”

She moans, pushing back against you.

“Use me… I’m yours.”

You pound her relentlessly until her legs shake. She cums first, crying out as her walls clamp down around you. You don’t stop, chasing your own release. With a deep groan you bury yourself to the hilt and unload inside her, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum. You pull out, watching your seed drip down her thighs. But you’re far from finished.

You carry her to the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed. You strip the dress off her completely this time, leaving only the pearl necklace and her heels. Jiwon lies on her back, legs spread, looking up at you with lust-drunk eyes.

You climb on top of her, sliding back into her cum-filled pussy in. You pin her wrists above her head and fuck her slow and deep, savoring every thrust. She wraps her legs around you, trapping you inside of her tight cunt.

“My lord… my lord…”

She says it like a prayer every time you bottom out.

After several minutes you flip her onto all fours. You take her from behind again, harder this time, one hand fisting her hair while the other slaps her ass. Jiwon pushes back eagerly, moaning shamelessly. You reach under her and rub her clit until she cums again, soaking your cock.

You pull out and carry her toward your penthouse window, pressing her beautiful body against the glass, lifting one leg high as you re-enter her. The new angle makes her whimper. You fuck her like that, deep and possessive, knowing someone might steal a glance at her naked form flat against the cold surface, until you cum for a second time, pumping more of your load deep into her womb. The sounds she makes as you flood her pussy with cum has you kiss and playfully bite her neck and shoulder. Physically you’re getting a little tired, but your lust can be quenched without you having to move.

“Why don’t you do the work for a change?”

You pull Jiwon onto the bed again and on top of you. She straddles your hips, sinking down onto your cock with her pussy dripping with cum. She rides you obediently, rolling her hips in a perfect rhythm. Her breasts bounce as she moves up and down. You grip her waist, guiding her faster, making her earn her third load of your cum.

“Look at you.”

You grip her waist tighter, making her flinch, before one of your hands move around to grope her ass.

“A princess in public, but my personal cumslut in private.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Her voice shakes. The mix of humiliation und lust making her ride you harder.

“Only for you.”

You sit up, wrapping your arms around her as she continues bouncing on your cock. You kiss her selfishly, then bury your face in her neck again as you thrust up into her. She orgasms again, shuddering in your arms, moaning and whimpering, her warm breath against your shoulder, her nails raking down your back. The feeling of her pulsing cunt around you pushes you over the edge for a third time. You groan into her neck, holding her down as you empty the last of your load inside her.

Jiwon collapses against your chest, breathing hard after her ride. Her body glistens with sweat. Cum leaks from her well-used pussy onto your sheets.

You stroke her hair gently, your lust fueled possessiveness momentarily sated.

“You’ll stay the night.”

It’s not a question.

“Of course, my lord.”

She whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your collarbone.

“Thank you for using me.”

You smile, satisfied. In the morning you’ll send her back to her place, not thinking about her again, until your urge to use her body for yourself reemerges, but tonight she belongs completely to you. Your beautiful, obedient slut, dripping with your cum, waiting for another round and hoping you’ll treat her to a nice dinner and buy her the pair of heels she’s been eyeing for weeks.

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