A Damsel in Distress Ch. 02

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All parties involved are over the age of 18.

This is a story more focused on the characters and plot so there may be little to no sex scenes in a few chapters as I want to develop the characters themselves.

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7 o'clock didn't come soon enough for Cedric. As the carriage arrived, Gwendolyn shooed him outside and careful not to be seen. Cedric hopped into the carriage and thought about the plan. He was to excuse himself before they got married and steal the sword back. As he got lost in his thoughts, he lost track of time as the carriage door swung open. He stepped out carefully in his 5 inch heels to the cobblestone road he had first arrived in. Careful to not catch his ball gown, he slowly yet seductively slid out of the carriage and into hall the way Gwendolyn had taught him.

As Cedric entered, a crowd had gathered full of nobles and peasants. He sauntered up the aisle as everyone had stood up. He thought to himself "Uh-oh, I guess there was a change in plans" as he realized he was on his way up the aisle. The nobles and peasants gazed at him as he walked up the aisle in a slow yet seductive manner. His eyes fell upon Rowland who was standing up there in a soft red surcoat and white tunic along with a belt holding it all up. Cedric's heart sunk as he saw his sword around Rowland's belt. "Wow, I can't believe this is really happening" Cedric thought wondrously as he made eye contact with Rowland. Rowland's eyes flickered then fell still as a welcoming grin widened. Step by step, Cedric made his way to the end where Rowland stood along with the priest. Cedric was lost in his thoughts staring into his soon to be husband's deep hazel eyes and just mindlessly repeated whatever was coming out of the priest's mouth. Occasionally Cedric would pick up on some words something along the lines of "Do you Gwendolyn - " and "Forever and always - ". "How could this be happening?" Cedric thought "Now what do I do? Should I object? No, then I'd be killed or thrown in jail. Do I go along until I find an opportunity? Yes, that makes the most sense." His thoughts were interrupted when Rowland started leaning forward to kiss Cedric. He tried moving back out of instinct but Rowland's big forearms grabbed him and held him in place pulling him forward.

Rowland's lips had met Cedric's and were surprisingly soft. At first Cedric resisted by keeping his lips sealed but he soon gave in to Rowland's tongue surging forward. Their tongues explored each others mouths and soon began massaging the others tongue. Cedric's knees had begun to buckle as this was all conflicting to him. "I'm not gay, I am just doing this for my sword," he reassured himself. Was he was beginning to enjoy it? If so, Cedric repressed such thoughts and they were swept away by Rowland.

The kissed for what seemed like hours to Cedric until Rowland finally broke it off. Cheers could be heard from the gathered crowd and Cedric was sure his blushes could be seen by everyone as it was burning a whole in his face. Cedric just stood there and stared at Rowland, wondering if such a man wasn't as evil as he appeared, wondering if Rowland knew what he was up to, wondering if Rowland was a strong and capable man. Rowland, now his husband whether he liked it or not, stood smiling and waving at the people.

Rowland took Cedric's hand and began walking down the aisle. They greeted and thanked many nobles and even some peasants along the way. Cedric couldn't help the feeling that some of the guests were checking him out. He found it thrilling and though himself to be sexy enough for people to lust after him. No - he pushed that thought out of his head. He was straight and manly and that's all there was to it.

Cedric and Rowland were most of the way down the aisle when Cedric tripped. While he may have practiced quite thoroughly, he still was a novice in those stilettos. Just as he fell, some strong arms caught him. Cedric opened his eyes to see Rowland gleaming down at him with his big deep eyes.

"Aren't used to heels are you?" Rowland said in an almost knowing way. But no, he couldn't know, how could he possibly know.

"I - uh - no, not really," replied Cedric shakily in his best feminine voice. He was once again under Rowland's control and was dumbfounded. Rowland pulled him back up to his feet but then Cedric was once again shocked as he was swept off of his feet and into Rowland's arms! Cedric must have been blushing cherry red against his will as he was trying to regain his masculinity. Luckily Cedric's ball gown was long enough to not give anything away between his legs. Cedric just then realized how he was getting a hard on. The feeling had started when he was getting dressed but now he was fully erect. Once again, his unimpressive 3 inch penis only grew to a not as small 4 and a ½ inch penis.

Rowland carried him briskly upstairs not relinquishing his hold on Cedric a bit. He had the guards push open the double doors and told them to leave for the night. The large master room was now decorated with a large maroon rug, drapes, and roses throughout the room. Candles were lit and placed on desks and end tables. Rowland relinquished his grasp on Cedric laying him gently onto the couch.

Rowland strolled over to his desk and unfastened his belt and scabbard and set it down. Rowland grinned and looked over at Cedric.

"Now I'll be right back but first I must attend to some matters at hand so I may be a while." Rowland winked and strutted off through a door way closing it behind him. There sat Cedric conflicted and worried. Should he grab it and run? The guards were gone from there post and he could hopefully slip away before Rowland came back if he acted soon. But did he even want to? No - that's crazy talk, of course he wanted to, right? And even if he didn't want to, hypothetically of course, Rowland would know of his secret the first time he would try to make a move so that wouldn't work. But then again, he had made a few remarks and actions when he came here this morning to suggest he "enjoyed the male company". Cedric stood before the sword bewildered at what he was to do.

"Hello Cedric." The voice startled him and even more so when he realized what this meant. Rowland knew. Cedric whipped around to face Rowland who stood there victorious. "I've known ever since I laid eyes on you."

"But how-"

"Your eyes." Cedric had a sudden moment of realization. He had green eyes while Gwendolyn had blue ones. "I could never forget your soft green eyes." Cedric stepped back and fumbled a little. "I know that you are in love with me."

"No, I -" But Cedric stopped short, he started shaking his head more so to convince himself than to convince Rowland.

"You didn't take the sword. I had given you plenty of time to take it and leave but nonetheless, you stood there paralyzed. I knew from that you were in love with me." Cedric started backing up slowly as Rowland started towards him. Rowland caught up to him and once again kissed Cedric deeply. Once more did their tongues explore each others mouths, moving in and out stroking each others lips. Just like last time, Cedric felt himself falling until Rowland caught him once more.

Cedric tried pushing himself away, but Rowland had other plans. Rowland easily overpowered Cedric and grabbed his hair in one hand and Cedric's shoulder in the other. He shoved Cedric down and onto his knees within eye level of his belly button. Cedric tried resisting but restrained easily with just one hand, Cedric wasn't even trying at this point and both of them knew it. Rowland dropped his trousers and out sprung a massive 8 inch cock only at half mast. Its large pinkish head surrounded by veins yet still smooth approximately 1 and ½ inches in diameter. It still had a neatly cleaned bush of pubic hair.

"Open wide" was the last thing Cedric heard before he opened his jaw as much as he could before it was plunged into his now open chasm. The penis stretched his mouth wide as he struggled to retain it. It only reached about 3 inches in before Cedric stopped. Rowland clearly wasn't impressed and grabbed Cedric's head to give him a rough face fucking. Cedric started to instinctively breathe through his nose as he worked his tongue around its bulbous head. "That's it, but just a liiiittle deeper." Rowland forced Cedric's head back and forth on his semi-erect cock. Cedric could feel and taste the large cock and its meat just as little by little, he worked his way down the penis. First 3 inches, then 4, then 6. Cedric's tongue swirled around the cock bobbing back and forth on the big meat stick. He looked up at Rowland to see him with his eyes closed in bliss. This excited Cedric and made him move more. He cupped and fondled Rowland's balls and squeezed ever so lightly. "Ohhhh Mary." Rowland moaned. Cedric was a little taken aback but the thought of being called Mary turned him on. But just a few moments later, I could feel his cock pulsing and growing. Rowland grabbed Cedric's head and pulled him off.

"Wha- Why?" Cedric whimpered hoping for more.

"Oh, don't you worry pretty little thing, you'll be my bitch soon enough." And with that, Rowland lifted him up and threw him onto the bed. "On your hands and knees." Cedric did as he was asked and grabbed a pillow to support his arms as he leaned on them with his forearms with his back arched downwards. Cedric now glanced at this man's - no, his husband's cock which was now at 9 inches. Rowland hiked up Cedric's dress and moved the thong to the side to clear an entrance to his now exposed asshole. Cedric whimpered with the thought of being ripped in half by this monster and simultaneously at how this beauty was about to penetrate his ass and fill him up. Rowland slowly slid his finger in and probing Cedric's asshole.

"Now I want you to bite down on your pillow if you need to scream, you got it?" Rowland said after pushing another finger in.

"Oh just fuck me already! Make me your whore!" An impatient Cedric called out but nodding.

"Oh just you wait, but first, beg me."

With lust and passion in his voice , "Fuck my ass, stick your cock in my tight ass. Please!"

"If you insist." Rowland growled as he pushed his bulbous head in. I felt an immense pain as if my ass was being split in two. Luckily, the time I spent sucking him off lubed up his cock a little. Cedric bit down on the soft pillow as hard as he could. "That's it, an inch at a time," cooed Rowland from behind. Little by little, the 9 inch splendor made its way inside until it was about 3 and ½ inches in. The pain had become to get replaced by euphoria as Rowland started speeding up now taking some out then thrusting it back in. The slow push and pull steadily turned into a fast rhythm of pounding and Cedric was in heaven. He had started to be filled and his prostate was getting a heavy massage. His cock had become full mast and he never even needed to touch it. Cedric relinquished his bite on the pillow and began to moan uncontrollably.

"Ohhh God!" cried Cedric

"I know Mary, I know," moaned Rowland, "You're amazingly tight!" What felt like hours passed by of just pounding and pounding until Cedric could feel Rowland's pubic hair every time he pushed in. Cedric could feel a wave of pleasure coming on and yelled out.

"I'm gonna cum!" and almost immediately after, out shot ropes and ropes of semen from Cedric's cock. This had been the best orgasm of Cedric's life by far. He collapsed on the bed with his hips and ass still raised as the rest of his upper body laid spread out on the bed and his lower body still kneeling. He remained getting pounded forwards and backwards shaking the bed on which he laid. Rowland continued to keep a firm grasp on Cedric's hips as he continued to breed his new wife. Not long after that, Rowland roared as he erupted in pleasure as he cummed. Cedric could feel his pulsating cock spurt out filling him with his sperm. Exhausted from Rowland's persistence, Cedric remained sprawled across the bed as Rowland began undressing both himself and Cedric. He took off Cedric's wedding gown and slid up a silk slip. Rowland crawled in bed behind Cedric and wrapped his arms around Cedric and began to spoon him. Cedric drifted off to sleep wondering what was to come. Cedric guessed he wouldn't be needing his sword anymore.