Aiden held her firmly in place by her golden-blonde hair, yanking her head forward until her lips were stretched obscenely around the thick base of his cock. His piercing blue eyes burned with pure hatred as he looked down at the broken noblewoman in her gothic-lolita dress.
"Now take the last few inches, bitch," he growled darkly, voice low and venomous. "Swallow it all. Show me how worthless that pathetic noble throat really is."
Elowen's emerald eyes widened in fresh horror as her mind exploded with hatred. *Why is this happening to me? Why do I have to take his filthy commaner dick in my noble mouth… I hate this… I hate him… My body should never be this close to him… I should just be dead… I hate you…* Tears streamed down her ruined face, mixing with the spit already dripping from her stretched lips.
