New Owner
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"I see he likes to show it off!"
"He's not supposed to!" Queen Lucy immediately reprimanded me. "He's trained! He should know better!"
The snarling voice of the Queen reminded me. It put images of pain in my mind. It made me look away. I tried to think of heavy labor in place of the Princess, but it was already too late.
"No, don't!" Princess Carol held up her hand and let out a playful laugh. "Let him show it off! I was just trying to figure out how long he must get, so let him show it off for himself."
She did not make it easy. My suspicions had been correct. She had been fantasizing about my size. Princess Carol made it damned near impossible for me to stay limp! I had to look away and try not to think about the gorgeous Goddess standing just in front of me.
"I still don't want him to!" Queen Lucy insisted. "He won't! He's been trained!"
"Oh, I don't know about that!" Princess Carol countered. "There are always ways, aren't there John?"
I turned my head to look at her. She knew my name! The sound of my own name made me look. I naturally glanced back at the source of my spoken name. It was a natural reaction.
"Oh God!" I gasped at what I saw. It looked so beautiful! It swelled out so round! It looked to be of the perfect size! Best of all, the cold room made the peak stand out!
To my shock and total disbelief, Princess Carol parted her mink for me. To my further shock, she did not wear a top beneath. I found myself staring back at her swollen tit and hardened nipple.
"Oh my God!" I cried out again.
Princess Carol wore no bra! Neither did she wear any other clothing under the top of the mink. Staring in disbelief, only a few feet in front of me, I saw her firm, naked breast. She must have still been in her teens to have a breast of such firmness. I couldn't help but lock my eyes and gawk at the sexiest tit I had ever seen.
"See!" Carol laughed. "I told you! He's showing it off for me!"
My body no longer obeyed me. My cock took on a mind of its own. Instead of looking away, I continued to look. It was as if my eyes no longer obeyed me.
"John!" Queen Lucy tried to discipline. "Go soft!"
Princess Carol laughed as if she knew how useless the command was. She knew the affect of her naked tit on a man. She understood I had no choice.
"He's ripening!" She exerted her full control instead. "Now let's see how ripe he can get!"
My breathing increased. My heart raced. She put me into heat, yet had not even touched me. Never before had I seen a woman exert such total control. The cold air of the room was replaced by a burning desire.
"Oh yes!" Princess Carol reminded me of the display before her. "Now that's what I call a cock! He's ripening rather well!"
To my delight, the gorgeous young princess stayed standing in front of me and allowed me to look. Not both tits, but just one, and she allowed only me to look. From the angle of her body and her position to the other men, only I could see. Only I was given the opportunity.
The best part was the way her tit stood out at the peak, the tip of her swelling mound. To my delight, she showed me her entire breast, including her wonderful nipple. The cold air of the room made it hard. I couldn't help but imagine my lips puckered up and sucking upon it.
"That's not just a cock!" Princess Carol complimented. "That's a real cock! He truly is big, much bigger than most."
Queen Lucy snarled once more before giving up. Finally, she realized it too. She stepped around to see the naked tit for herself. She already saw what effect it was having on me.
"There goes eight!" Princess Carol giggled. "He should easily pass nine!"
I grew in size as she called out my length. It was as though she was an announcer at a sports competition. My cock was the main event, and a long length was the object of the game. Never before had a girl been brazen enough to call out my length as I inflated.
"Now he's coming up on ten!" Her voice turned from humor to sounding genuinely impressed. "Might we have eleven? Might this turn into a full eleven inches?"
I couldn't help it. Her body was too much; her bare tit too sexy.
"Oh yes! Oh my!" She sounded delighted. "Very nice! Almost there! Just a little bit more!"
It felt heavy. It always did - my cock that is. It always felt heavy when it was fully erect. It protruded up from my waist like a steel girder. I could actually feel the weight of the thing pulling me forward.
"He has quite a monument!" Princess Carol sounded genuinely impressed. "It's been a long time since I've been so honored."
"He's my biggest," Queen Lucy confirmed.
"I can tell!" The Princess continued to look at it, first straight-on, and then stepping over to look at it from the side. But before turning, I noticed her cover her tit again. Her tit was only for my eyes, the eyes of the longest male. To the others she would not show.
"Eleven inches," She spoke in such a lovely voice. "And so firm! He's so hard! It looks to be made out of steal."
"It is!" Queen Lucy assured her. "Go ahead if you want."
I gasped. I couldn't believe it! For a moment, I didn't understand the meaning of the words, not at first, not until I felt her.
"I think I will," Princess Carol stepped forward and touched me. I couldn't believe a woman could do such a thing. She actually reached out and touched it! I momentarily stopped breathing as her fingers tickled along the front side of my steel-hard cock.
Finally, I knew for certain. I need not look at it myself. Her fingers told me all I needed to know. Yes, indeed I was fully erect. I not only presented a full hard-on, but I was showing it off to a stranger too. My cock pointed firm and hard up into the air as if I wanted to display it in its most marvelous glory.
The Princess easily kept it that way with her fingers. She erotically tickled the front of my cock, the underside that now faced her.
"Oh my cock!" I couldn't hold back any longer. I wasn't supposed to say anything. I hadn't been given permission to speak, but the Princess was too much. I couldn't help but cry out when she touched me.
"Oh fuck!" I made yet another mistake when she pulled it down. Unbelievably, Princess Carol reached up and took the back of my cock-head. She reached up and went around the sensitive head of my cock, and then reached the back of it with two fingers. Her fingers took advantage of the natural rim. Like a convenient handle, she used it to pull me down, down far enough to point my cock straight out from my waist.
"And he looks even longer this way," She paused for a few seconds to admire it, and then let go. "And so very hard too!"
"Oh my cock!" I couldn't help it. I realized she was testing my hardness. She was examining me, giving me the equivalent of a cock-exam. My prick immediately snapped back up as soon as she let go, returning to its naturally erect position. It snapped but hardly bounced at all. I could clearly feel its hardness.
"Hard as a rock!" Princess Carol felt it too. She spoke with an air of amusement. She behaved as if she was accustomed to giving cock-exams every day.
It was difficult to keep quiet when she did it a second time and then yet a third. Each time she pulled my cock down just a little bit further. The third attempt made an audible slap as it smacked back up against my stomach, which I could tell she enjoyed by the delightful sigh that escaped her lips.
"He's so damned hard!" Princess Carol expressed glee. "And he's so thick too! Look how I can only fit my fingers half-way around."
I felt her demonstrate. She grabbed just under the head of my cock with two fingers. Her thumb went around in one direction, her index finger around in the other. She held my erect cock in her hand and tried to squeeze it, as though trying to get her fingers to meet on the opposite side. It wasn't even close, but she tried anyway.
"Yes, you are right!" Lucy stepped up to take a look at the bare cock exposed between her two fingers.
"His pork sausage is one of the thickest I have ever seen!" Carol giggled at her own crude remarks as she showed me off. "This is the baloney of a real man!"
As she talked about my hardness, her fingers went back to keeping it that way. She tickled the front side again, and then made it snap back a couple more times.
I enjoyed it too, I have to admit. Despite the embarrassment I felt and the humiliation dished out to me at the hands of this stranger, her fingers did an expert job at keeping me hard. My heart kept racing. My body sweat harder. I had to endure several more minutes of playing before she finally stepped back to take a detailed look at it once again.
I don't know how long Princess Carol played in all, but it was awhile. She seemed to enjoy its long length. She appeared to like the sensation brought upon by its hardness. I couldn't believe any woman could be brazen enough to actually step up to a man and play her fingers upon his naked cock.
I let out a deep breath as soon as she finally let go. I attempted to relax. I tried to regain my composure, but Princess Carol gave me little time to regain much of anything.
"He's so ripe," She next aroused me with her voice. "He's so ripe that he's getting juicy!"
A second later I felt it. I also saw it through the smile on her face and the wide-opened expression in her eyes. I couldn't help it! This girl was too much. Not only her beautiful face and tit, but her playful hand as well. It was inevitable that Carol would create wetness on the tip of my cock.
"Oh no!" I said in dread as I realized what I was doing for this stranger. "Oh please," I tried to get her to look away.
As I could have predicted, she refused to take her eyes away. The stranger looked directly at it. Princess Carol watched as I started to pre-cumm. And not only watch, but I could tell she enjoyed the display. It was as if I was a male stripper entertaining her on a stage.
"There's plenty more where that's cumming from," Queen Lucy let out a playful laugh from my side.
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