Alex wasn't exactly going to take his ti making love to Margaret. He had by a sheer roll of the dice hit a critical success with each of his comnts in a single conversation and forced the woman into the maximum affection rating.
In other words, he just converted one of the most powerful won in this world into his personal plaything. And while there was likely no reward on the prize wheel as he was coming down to the wire his plan was simple.
He would wait for the Queen of Oman to grow tired from her eting with her husband, and return to her bedroom, of which Alex had already put matters into play to ensure they would happen. A simple text ssage from her daughter during the middle of the eting would see the woman walk in on Alex and Margaret.
In the anti, Alex had to truly cent his ties with this woman he was now with, and because of this, he wasn't gentle or loving. Oh no, there was no ti for that. He forcefully undressed the woman like a voracious animal, and had her on her knees, taking the sheer size and length of his shaft down her throat repeatedly and violently.
Margaret was still dumbstruck by what she was looking at, let along swallowing forcefully, but she also seed intoxicated by it, even without Alex's special skills adding to the arousal. The sheer fact that she was now Tier II ant that she would never disobey him.
In fact, she voluntarily began to wrap her sizeable breasts around the large shaft of white jade and squeeze them tightly, as if they were a suction cup designed to milk a cow. Alex couldn't help but mock the mature beauty, as she was on her knees worshipping him with her own free will.
"Do you have any idea how long I have wanted to do this you stupid bitch? You have created more trouble for than you realize, and now it's my turn to collect!"
Margaret could not possibly be angered by Alex's cruel words, and instead apologized as she increased the intensity of her titjob, and her fellatio, in between such activities of course.
"I'm sorry, I'm such a stupid bitch for hurting you, but please forgive and spray your precious seed all over my face. I want to know the taste of love!"
Alex, however, did not comply as forcefully shifted the woman around and put her on her hands and knees, making a single demand as he lined the tip of his cock up with her tight, and wet slit. Rubbing it gently, as if to tease the woman as he verbally scorned her.
"Shut the fuck up! I'm not here to forgive you, I'm here to conquer you bitch! Now spread those lips of your nice and wide, this is going to be a tight fit no doubt…."
Margaret could not help but comply with a masochistic smirk on her graceful face, allowing Alex to penetrate her deeply, and roughly in a single violent thrust of his hips. Her moans were only silenced by the thickness of the master bedroom walls.
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The Queen of Oman had been deeply aggrieved by Alex's actions. Her only son was dead, and her daughter was a hostage to an Arican degenerate. Or at least that had been what she was told.
The eting her husband summoned was to discuss how to get their daughter back from the man who had dared to run off with the Princess of Saudi Arabia. Of course, as Queen Fatima was trying her best not to break into tears, while dressed in the all black of a grieving mother, she received a text ssage from a number, along with a photograph.
It was a staged image, of Safiyya bound and gaged in a perverted manner, and a request to speak with her mother in the privacy of her bedroom, making it abundantly clear that any move to do otherwise would result in the images being broadcast across the internet to the entire world.
Naturally, Fatima could not allow such a fate to befall her daughter and was quick to comply. Telling her husband that she needed a mont to herself, a ntal health break so to speak.
The man, who was too busy discussing details of tactical rescue operations, waved his wife off who was quick to scurry to their bedroom. And that was where she saw it. Her friend, and confident who had not made it to the eting was being plowed by the very man who her family was hunting down, screaming about how much she loved the man, and his big cock.
Whatever concealnt Alex had worn to enter the palace had begun to wash off in the sweat, and wetness of physical intimacy with his latest conquest, and when he saw the final prize enter the trap he had laid he smirked, before closing the distance between them when the queen was still stunned beyond words.
Slamming the door behind her, Alex grabbed hold of the woman forcefully, she tried to escape to the best of her ability, first by resisting the man's bear hug, then by trying to scratch and bite him, but that only made Alex laugh as he whispered sothing into her ear which she found shocking.
"Your daughter told you were more fierce than you appeared… Fatima… Safiyya asks you to abandon her foolish father and to co join her in eternal bliss. And Margaret and I are going to teach you a fraction of that euphoria here and now until you agree to my demands!"
Fatima could not put her fingers on it, but after hearing Alex's whisper she suddenly beca more docile, as if her body had given up resistance, while her mind stubbornly refused the poison which tried to dull her mind.
But Alex knew that his charm had once more rolled a critical success because of the ssage that appeared in his vision from the system.
[Fatima has lost everything, and only wants to reconnect with her daughter… Your words offer her a hope she thought she no longer had.]
[ 25 Affection from Fatima!]
[Fatima's affection: -70/100]
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After seeing this, Alex pulled out his phone and played a video of him and Safiyya together in bed, while preparing his final conquest for her "training" first by testing what the snatch of a true queen really tasted like.
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