It had been one week since Gabrielle’s encounter with Draco in Minos – one week since she gave herself to Draco, both in body and mind. One week – which was all it took for the villagers of Minos to discover who Gabrielle was. However, for Gabrielle, the reactions toward her staying with Draco were not exactly ones that she felt proud of. No, they weren’t negative reactions, in fact quite the opposite. They were reactions of welcome, of admiration, and of love. The older women treated Gabrielle as if she was a new daughter to them. The younger women showered Gabrielle with gifts, flowers, jewels, etc. Some of them were even jealous of her bond with Draco, to which Gabrielle thought was ridiculous on the outside, but on the inside she reveled in the thought – the thought that she was the lover of Draco, not them, and he was her prize.
No –
This was exactly the kind of thinking that was frightening Gabrielle, the thought of objectifying people – Draco as her prize, or she as Draco’s gift. This was not right. This was not who Gabrielle was. At times, Gabrielle could only think that the night she allowed Draco into the bedroom was the biggest mistake of her life, one she will feel the pains of regret further down the trail. But then she would resume the new kind of thinking that took hold of her upon running into Draco – the thinking propelled by lust, desire, passion, and pleasure. It was dark, and it was real, which was why Gabrielle somehow reasoned with herself that there shouldn’t really be anything wrong with this kind of thinking. There was nothing wrong with being Draco’s lover.
And she was. She was Draco’s lover now. She had given her body to him. She had allowed him to have sex with her every night since the one fateful night of their bodily union, sometimes three to four times every night. Each time made her feel incredible, yet dirty, yet ashamed. Gabrielle was experiencing one of the greatest internal conflicts of her life. She was having sex with one of the most despicable men in her life, and she loved it, and she hated it. And she loved it.
Gabrielle walked the market of Minos, admiring the kiosks full of beautiful scarves, jewelry, decorations, etc. When the people saw her, they greeted her with kindness, embracing her, showing her what new items were for sale, etc. The market itself was busier than normal, because it was the day of the founding of Minos – an annual celebration full of wine, revelry, and joy.
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It was nighttime – the Minos Celebration – and Gabrielle was dressed in the most exquisite gown – given to her as a gift by some of the elders of the village. It was soft to the touch, glistening in silver, white, and light blue, going well with the color of her blue eyes and blonde hair. She stood on the outskirts of the dance area, where villagers danced in circles, happy, raucous, and drunk.
As Gabrielle watched the people dance, laughing with them, she caught sight of him –
Draco –
-- on the other side of the dancers, standing tall, drinking wine from a goblet, staring at Gabrielle with his big brown eyes, already lusting after her. That was all it took. Just seeing this large brute of a middle-aged man undressing Gabrielle with his eyes was all it took for Gabrielle to lose focus of everything happening at the celebration. That was all it took for Gabrielle to want to abandon everything and give herself to Draco once again.
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Gabrielle positioned herself on their bed, still wearing her elegant gown, as Draco, already topless, crawled on top of her, staring into her icy eyes with lust. He attacked her mouth with his – aggressively kissing his blonde prize with control – and she accepted it, surrendering herself once again to her warlord.
As the lovers continued their passionate and animalistic kiss, Draco reached his hand under Gabrielle’s gown, finding and touching her between her legs, feeling the incredible wetness of her temple. Gabrielle responded, moaning with helplessness, spreading her white legs, wrapping one of them over Draco’s dark back, bringing him down closer to her, as she usually did to him every night.
Draco moved his hand from her pussy to his pants and began unbuckling them, still holding his mouth to hers, still probing and exploring the insides of her mouth with his tongue until he got his pants off, revealing his exceptionally large cock, fully erect, dripping with pre-cum, and waiting for entrance.
Gabrielle quickly tore her gown from her body, revealing her bright and gorgeous naked body to her man, and waited for him to savage it.
Draco quickly grasped his large cock and thrust it into Gabrielle’s pink opening. Gabrielle gasped loudly as Draco penetrated her, bringing his black pubic hairs all the way to her blonde mound, pulling back, and then bringing them back together once again – and again – and again – and again –
Draco continuously fucked Gabrielle, moving in and out with a steady rhythm, his arms holding her down – her legs completely wrapped around him. As they usually did in their morning and nightly ritual, they moved their bodies against each other, bouncing continuously – Draco moving in and out of Gabrielle – and Gabrielle moved against Draco’s thrusts, matching his pace, feeling the pleasure.
It was after about thirty minutes of straight thrusting that Draco slowly took his black manhood from out of Gabrielle and, without saying anything, gently grabbed Gabrielle’s torso with his large and masculine hands, urging her to turn around. She obeyed the warlord, getting up on the bed, and facing the bed board, pointing her behind toward Draco. With urgency, Draco brought his cock to Gabrielle’s opening, grabbed hold of her waist, and thrust with dominance into the beauty, fucking her from behind with power and control. Gabrielle bit her lip, feeling the intense pleasure from her lover as he continuously fucked her from behind – the sounds of his large, dark testicles slapping against her behind.
This was intense for Gabrielle. She stared forward, face cringing with both pain and pleasure as she felt Draco increase his speed and depth of his thrusts, penetrating regions of her insides that she had never felt. It hurt, yet it felt beyond what she had normally felt when receiving Draco’s dominant fucks. Whatever it was, she knew he had to have found the spot inside her that had yet to be felt before – and was now being accessed.
Gabrielle’s breathing quickened as Draco’s manhood violently hit her spot, and he increased his speed to enhance it.
Gabrielle moved her head around, uncontrollably, biting her lip, panting, as Draco continued his thrusts, holding on tighter to her white hips, his black butt shaking with his thrusts as it moved back and forth, his testicles slapping against Gabrielle’s butt harder and faster.
Draco began making noises and grunts, and Gabrielle knew he was about to come. And then it happened for her – she came with force, her body shaking in spasms as the orgasm took hold of her, jolting through her with intensity. And while this happened –
Draco ejaculated.
He held Gabrielle’s waist tightly against his groin and cocked his head back as his penis spewed stream after stream of semen deep inside his blonde beauty. Gabrielle felt his seed shoot inside her, coating her insides, while she still shuddered from her own orgasm of immense proportions.
She lowered her head to the bed, exhausted, as her dark lover lowered himself onto her back, his cock still inside her, still randomly twitching from orgasm.
They lay on top of each other, panting – spent.
Draco then rolled off of Gabrielle and onto his back, still catching his breath. Gabrielle did the same, lying on the soaked sheets. The smell of sex filled the room.
Gabrielle stared at the ceiling, rubbing her thighs together, feeling leftover cum leak from her pussy and onto the sheets. She thought to herself, Why do I keep doing this? Why am I drawn to this middle-aged ex-warlord? Why is it that this man does for me what no person could ever do?
“Gabrielle?” said Draco. “Tell me about your husband.”
This was a surprise to her. “Husband? You mean Perdicus?”
“Yes,” he said. “I would like to know about him.”
The image of Perdicus came flooding back into Gabrielle’s thoughts. Her late husband, the young, adventurous, and innocent soul of whom she grew up with. The thoughts were of them as children, playing with toys, running around the Potadaeian fields, laughing. “It’s weird,” said Gabrielle. “My most vivid memories of Perdicus are the ones of us as children.”
“You knew him when you were a child?”
“Yes. It’s actually almost surprising to think that I fell in love with him when I did – I didn’t even think of him in that way. To me, he was just a childhood friend. And now – I still see him like that – not as my husband – not as the man I married, the man I experienced for the first time – but as a child friend. We weren’t married long. But when we were – it’s so weird.”
“What’s weird?” he asked.
“That I can’t remember what we had, Perdicus and I. It’s a memory gone – locked away – and I can’t seem to pick the lock.”
“Maybe it’s good that you don’t remember,” said Draco. “Maybe I’m jealous thinking that another man had you.”
Gabrielle smiled, actually enjoying Draco’s jealousy. She remembered long ago, when he was still a warlord, young and wicked, and he was stung with the arrows of Cupid’s young son. He became madly obsessed with Gabrielle and ready to kill Joxer, of whom Gabrielle’s Cupid stings had her pining for. He would have killed Joxer if it weren’t for Xena coming in to save them, and convincing Cupid to reverse the work that his young child had committed. But he didn’t take back the spell on Draco. Gabrielle knew this. She wondered if Draco knew this. She wondered that if the spell were to be reversed – would he stop his obsession with her? “Draco?”
“Yes, Gabrielle?” he said.
“Did you ever think that the reason you love me so much is because you were stung with the arrows of Cupid?”
“Why would you ever think that?” he asked, curious.
“I’m just curious what you think about that idea.”
Draco looked at Gabrielle, confused. After a moment of quiet, he said, “I don’t care if I am under a spell. I welcome it. I welcome it, as long as it lets me love you, lets me desire you – and lets you desire me, my love.”
Gabrielle looked into his large, dark eyes, staring into her with that same look – that look of pure and unrivaled desire.
She then felt something touch her stomach. It was Draco’s cock – springing out of its foreskin, now fully erect again. It was amazing. How could he have feeling back already – after he had just spent himself inside her barely five minutes before now? He wanted her that much. He desired her so much that he was already prepared to savage her again. But maybe she should take the initiative instead. Maybe she should be the one to give him something he desires – something different.
Gabrielle moved close to Draco and took his mouth in a kiss. The two mixed mouths for several minutes, relishing in the moment, as Gabrielle’s hands felt all over Draco’s dark chest, caressing his pecs, moving lower to his pudgy stomach, his pubic hairs, and finally his manhood. She gripped it softly, feeling the dark shaft up and down, the veins bulging in it, the wrinkly foreskin at the base, and the pair of black testicles at the bottom. As she tickled them, Draco deepened his kiss, holding Gabrielle tighter.
This was where Gabrielle made her move. She broke the kiss and slowly moved to Draco’s chest, giving it soft kisses. She continued kissing Draco all the way down from his chest to his stomach, and finally to his lower area, where she paused at the hard-as-a-rock penis, standing erect and proud. She saw the pre-cum dripping from the tip and falling down the shaft like a teardrop.
Draco moved his hands to Gabrielle’s head, almost commanding her to do what was next. She would obey. By the Gods, she would obey.
Gabrielle lowered herself down toward Draco’s raging penis, opened her mouth, and slowly enclosed it around the top, sucking it, tasting the pre-cum, knowing now what Draco’s manliness finally tasted like.
Draco breathed deeply as Gabrielle began sucking his cock, lathering it with her tongue. He pushed her head down deeper, and she began sucking faster. He knew that this was probably her first time giving head, and he wasn’t about to deprive her of the best fellatio experience she could get.
Gabrielle was surprised at herself that she was actually doing this. She had Draco’s penis in her mouth, and she was sucking it on command – the very first cock she had ever sucked. And she enjoyed it. She wanted it. She would give him what he wants. At this point, Gabrielle had to confess to herself – she would do anything for him. She continued sucking, then started slowly mouth-fucking him, where every ten seconds she stopped moving up and down and proceeded to continue sucking.
Draco enjoyed every moment of it. His angel, his beauty, his love slave – the very same girl he knew to be the companion of the late Xena, and now she was his – she was his to do whatever he commanded her. Life truly was great for Draco, and he thanked the Gods, whether it was Ares or Aphrodite, who delivered this blonde beauty back into his life. It truly was a gift.
Gabrielle continued sucking, and the more she thought about how she wanted it, the more she welcomed Draco to let go. She continued sucking, her saliva dripping down his shaft, and Draco continued with his large dark hands on Gabrielle’s blonde head, keeping her down, forcing her to continue – and continue she would. She felt the black shaft inside her mouth tremble, and she knew that he was close. She could feel the grasp of his hands on her head tighten, and she could see the black warlord’s head cocking back, bracing for what was about to come. But she would not brace for it. Instead, she would welcome it. Gabrielle sucked even more, slobbering, sucking and tickling Draco’s penis tip with her tongue. And like that – it happened.
Draco’s cock erupted in an explosion of semen into Gabrielle’s mouth. She felt her mouth fill with the cum, shooting and splashing against the back of her throat – the penis itself pulsating non-stop, sending more and more of Draco’s cum into her mouth. Gabrielle immediately swallowed it, and continued swallowing it – she had no choice. It kept coming and coming, and she kept swallowing and swallowing. Drops of cum trickled from her mouth and down her chin, and yet she still held onto his pulsating cock, not letting it go from her mouth.
Draco was panting – the most explosive orgasm he had ever felt. His hands continued holding onto Gabrielle’s blonde head.
After a few minutes, the ejaculating stopped, and yet his cock remained hard inside Gabrielle’s mouth. His hands let go and fell to his sides, and Gabrielle finally let him go. She sat up, wiped the cum from her chin, swallowing what was left in her mouth. She stared deeply down at Draco, who finally opened his eyes to view this gift from the gods staring down at him.
“You are incredible, Gabrielle.”
Without even thinking, Gabrielle said, “I love you, Draco.”
This was it – the confirmation. With this, he knew she was his forever. He would never let her go. She swallowed his seed, and she confirmed it was real with her words.
“You are mine,” he said. “Forever.”
She seemed frightened at his words. She went as still as a statue. And then – taking her by surprise, Draco quickly sat up, aggressively grabbed her, and took hold of her in a kiss. He squeezed her, animalistically, and continued savaging her with his mouth. Gabrielle felt helpless as this warlord attacked her with his lust. He threw her on the bed, and she began panting – realizing that she wanted him inside of her more than anything. To show him, she spread her white legs wide open, revealing her blonde mound to him, welcoming him.
Draco responded, taking his still-stiff cock and plunging it into Gabrielle’s moist depths. She gasped with pleasure as the black warlord began quickly fucking her. He was doing it fast, his face full of what seemed to be rage and pleasure mixed into one.
The bed shook viciously as Draco fucked Gabrielle like a beast, slamming his body against hers, over and over again.
Gabrielle felt it coming. She felt the orgasm forming within her. She stared at Draco, keeping her icy eyes open on his face, his body, his savage aura, watching as his long black hair shook every time he thrust into her, watching as he opened his large, dark eyes and locked them with hers.
The orgasm took hold of Gabrielle, sending her into shockwaves of extreme pleasure.
As she shook, Draco removed his penis from her vagina, then jacked it off quickly, sending stream after stream of cum all over Gabrielle’s face, breasts, and stomach. It splashed all over her – the remaining juices he had left. She felt it all over her face, and she enjoyed it. She was covered in his seed, inside and out, and she loved it. It was her own animalistic desire that demanded it.
This was her new life. This was what it would be like, and worrying about the consequences would not phase Gabrielle. Whether it was betraying her character, or allowing Draco to impregnate her, it did not matter. All that mattered was living in the moment, and following her dark and demanding desire.
