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cw: selling reader to close the debt, groping, kidnapping, dubcon, thoughts of impregnating.

being sold to outlaw könig, just so your daddy would be able to pay his debt to him, and since he had nothing but you, your dad got together to sell your pretty face to this terrible brute of a man, and your life was over about the moment when he brazenly picked you up in his arms and carried you to his horse with a satisfied squint of blue eyes.

you didn't understand why you had to answer for your father's debts, and even though könig ain't tried to harm you, he didn't react to the thick tears running down your cheeks and chin all the road that you were pressed against his chest, whimpering as he roughly squeezed at the softness of your body over your dress, cruel chuckle slipping from beneath the hood at his face.

könig didn't resell you to any other people, ain't even made a slave out of you, he gave you a clean, spacious room that belonged only to you in a house that wasn't bad, clean, looking like he didn't even live there, but instead of thanking him with your innocent eyes and chirping words, you had to run away from him, not knowing what awaits you.

the lingering perverse of his calloused touch on your body everytime he could grope you over your dress, nuzzle his face in your neck even through your shrieks and small kicks of your fists against his muscular chest, könig likes seeing you pick up a fight like a feisty kitten, not knowing that he's a predator there, and you're bounded to be with him.

to wipe puddles of blood on the floor almost everytime he comes back home by the night, stumbling through the doorway, to let him seat you on his beefy lap and press his face in your shoulder, palming at your body through almost translucent fabric of your nightie, doing a little job of hiding the softness of your curves, making his heavy, fattened erection poke in the swell of your ass.

but you wouldn't claw at him if he'd bury his thick cock in your weepy pussy, you can mewl that it's disgusting and he's gross all you want, while bouncing prettily on his fat cock, letting the ridge of his cockhead prod at the sweet, virgin spot in your cunt, your hole pulsing and oozing syrupy slick at every hump of his hips, hands holding onto his huge shoulders, as his rough palms swallow the fat of your asscheeks.

you should be grateful he kept you alive, hübsches lamm, and perhaps if he'll cream your pussy with his thick seed, sending you to sleep in your room with cum soaked panties, you'll be more docile, acting like you never been sold to könig, but belonged to him from the start.

his sweet little wifey, the one he would knock up as soon as possible, and then, you will be tied to him.

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könig is big man, with his fair share of a wide and muscular back, voluminous hard biceps and a chunky belly that has its own good amount of fat, paired with thick and fully rounded chest, as well as meaty thighs that always hugged nicely in every pants he wears.

but, it also means that könig eats more than well — full nourishing meals, high calorie side dish with something meaty, salad with fresh vegetables or just chopped vegetables on a plate next to him, something to wash it all down with and a small dessert.

he eats a lot, that you could notice, but all the calories go into the muscles he builds up in the gym and on runs, as well as in the military, where he needs to be strong and in good shape, and he more than doesn't mind gaining weight if he has to eat what you cook for him.

of course, you don't do everything alone — könig knows how to cook well and is also versed in his native, austrian cuisine, an activity that distracts him quite well, considering that it is difficult for him to stand still in one place for a long time, and cooking allows him to move around a lot, side by side with you, which brings him pleasure.

at the same time, both of you can enjoy delicious, hot dishes afterwards, and then bake some delicious dessert, maybe this time könig will even share more recipes from his childhood with you.

but for now, let him thank you for a delicious lunch with little, warm kisses that are slowly pass from your lips to your neck, flesh already blooming with love bites and hungry hickeys.

who knows, maybe this time the dessert is you.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.